"This boy is so arrogant!"
"Not only didn't want to apologize, but also kicked me!"
"I just don't know what happened."
"But the boy said his name was Zhao Tianxiang and he was from Zhuque hall."
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"I don't know what happened?"
The middle-aged man picked his eyebrows, and then made a loud finger at the white cheongsam woman standing next to him with a wine pot.
"Xiao Hong, do you know the origin of that man?"
The cheongsam girl named Xiaohong smiles and pours wine into the empty glass with the middle-aged man.
He said with a smile: "brother Qiang, the owner of the box in Zhuque hall is Zhang Xiaofan."
"However, I don't know the origin of Zhang Xiaofan."
"Just, I know that he is the nine star V, VIP's top customer of our Jinma hotel!"
"Besides, his nine star VIP card."
"Although, the company did not register the identity information of Zhang Xiaofan, the supreme customer of V, VIP."
"However, this NINE-STAR card was issued by Chairman Wang himself!"
"It can be seen that identity is not simple!"
"But I know about Zhao Tianxiang."
"He's just a five-star member of our hotel."
"His father in Wuzhou City is doing Chinese fast food business, called golden turtle pie."
"It's about thirty or forty million dollars in assets."
"Your mother sells a lot of goods. I think this kid is pulling like $250000 or $280000."
"I thought it was some big man with a good eye?"
"After a long time, it's just a little bastard who runs a fast food restaurant!"
"If this kind of person is met by me in Hangzhou, I will kill him every minute!"
The fat on boss Qian's face trembled.
What he did in Hangzhou was the work of a builder. He was one of the top builders in Hangzhou.
As for assets?
Let alone fixed assets, just the liquidity on hand. It's more than ten times the total assets of Zhao Tianxiang's family!
Don't you think people like him are walking horizontally in vice provincial cities like Hangzhou?
But no one should be polite and be careful.
However, today was a hairy boy to ride directly to the head to poop!
How can he bear the anger?
"Brother Qiang, it's all about this."
"Just say something! I'll listen to you. " He gritted his teeth and looked at the middle-aged man.
"Ha ha, it's interesting."
"The tiger doesn't come out of the mountain, the monkey is the overlord?"
"Although, that young man named Zhang Xiaofan has a long history."
"But that doesn't mean a son who's a small fast food shop owner."
"Can do anything in my territory!"
"Well, what can we do?"
"Then cut off his legs."
The middle-aged people's tone was flat from the beginning to the end, like talking about this trivial matter.
At this time, hearing that the middle-aged man actually opened his mouth, he directly asked for Zhao Tianxiang's two legs.
Everyone on the scene couldn't help but gasp!
They can sit on the table in the Qinglong hall and have dinner with the middle-aged man and fat man Qian.
Naturally, they are not ordinary people.
But even so.
They are still in front of the middle-aged man, showing this kind of almost ingratiating respect.
This shows how terrible the identity of this man is!